Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that wants to grow devil horns.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Salt Shaker Filled with Pepper
A G1 Optimus Prime Trailer
A Moholy-Nagy Light-Space Modulator
A lost sock
A sphere of clear polystyrene from the stomach of a man who ate coffee cups
A paperclip
A Paranoid Android
A silver sleigh bell
A succulent Chinese meal
A Padded Gambeson of the Owl

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